Storm walked towards me with the present, an arrogant yet charming grin spread across his face.
"For you, my fine lady," He said in his Australian accent that was totally adorable!
"Why thank you," I replied in a fake Australian accent of my own, "I am flattered by your generosity." I opened the present slowly, as to savor the moment. A beautiful silver necklace with a pearl at the end of it was inside. I gasped.
"Storm... gosh it's just plain gorgeous!" I said after the few seconds I was speechless.
"Like you," he said with a small smile.
"You are a great liar."
"I know!" He joked. I got out of the hospital bed (quite painfully I might add) and embraced him in a tight hug before letting go reluctantly. It did not feel good at all for my injured shoulder, which shortly after began aching all over again. Bad idea? No, the pain was so worth it. In fact, being crushed by a giant waffle would be worth that hug. Sorry, bad example, heck, being crushed by a giant waffle alone would be fine by me. As long as I was still capable of eating it afterwards.
"Well, see you later Skylar. Get well soon!" He called back as he exited. Gosh, I love him. Slow the train I do not mean that way. As a friend, idiots. You are way too good at jumping to conclusions.